Louis or Louÿs may refer to:
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The increased gap between the rich and the poor, economic instability, greed, resources dwindling for those on the bottom, mindless citizens, the addiction for war, the inability to invest in education, the need to dumb down their own people for prosperity. Are these the ingredients that will lead to the destruction of a civilization? C.A. Shields thinks so. Which is why this one-time felon wants to get away from his homeland and journey to Laos. But the civilization that imprisoned C.A. has really affected his mentality. Which causes a lot friction between C.A. and the people who've come to help him out. Who knows if C.A. has the will to get to his destination before the flames that he foresees in his prophecy hits America.
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New York postal worker Jacob Singer is trying to keep his frayed life from unraveling. His days are increasingly being invaded by flashbacks to his first marriage, his now-dead son, and his tour of duty in Vietnam. Athough his new wife tries to help Jacob keep his grip on sanity, the line between reality and delusion is steadily growing more and more uncertain.
Keywords: 1970s, angel, anxiety, apostrophe-in-title, army, auditory-hallucination, bare-butt, barefoot, bathtub, blood
The most frightening thing about Jacob Singer's nightmare is that he isn't dreaming.
Louis: Eckhart saw Hell too. He said: The only thing that burns in Hell is the part of you that won't let go of life, your memories, your attachments. They burn them all away. But they're not punishing you, he said. They're freeing your soul. So, if you're frightened of dying and... and you're holding on, you'll see devils tearing your life away. But if you've made your peace, then the devils are really angels, freeing you from the earth.
Louis: If you're frightened of dying, and you're holding on, you'll see devils tearing your life away. If you've made your peace, then the devils are really angels, freeing you from the Earth.
Jezebel: Well, personally, I never went for church names. [Jacob laughs] What?::Jacob Singer: Where do you think Jezebel came from?::Jezebel: No one calls me that.::Jacob Singer: You're such a heathen, Jezzie. How'd I ever get involved with such a fuckin' ninny?::Jezebel: You sold your soul, remember? That's what you told me.::Jacob Singer: Yeah? For what?::Jezebel: A good lay.::Jacob Singer: Look what I got.::Jezebel, Jacob Singer: The best.
Jacob's Doctor: You're a lucky guy, Jake. You must have friends in high places.
Army Officer: Mr. Singer. What an appropriate name for a man who can't shut up.
Jacob Singer: Jezzie? Get me out of here.::Evil Doctor: Where do you want to go?::Jacob Singer: Home.::Evil Doctor: Home? This is your home. You're dead.::Jacob Singer: Dead? No. I just hurt my back, I'm not dead.::Evil Doctor: What are you, then?::Jacob Singer: I'm alive.::Evil Doctor: Then what are you doing here?::Jacob Singer: I don't know.::[crying]::Jacob Singer: This isn't happening.::Evil Doctor: What *is* happening?::Jacob Singer: Get me out of here.::Evil Doctor: There is no out of here. You've been killed, don't you remember?
Louis: Well, you've done it to yourself this time, haven't you?::Jacob Singer: Am I dying, Louie?::Louis: From a slipped disk? That'll be a first.
Michael: I'd only been in jail 13 hours, I thought 'Nam couldn't be any worse.::Jacob Singer: Shows how little you knew.::Michael: Yeah, really.
Jacob: You know you look like an angel, Louie? Like an overgrown cherub. Anyone ever tell you that?::Louis: [smiling] Yeah, you. Every time you see me.::Jacob: You're a lifesaver, Louie.::Louis: [smiling] Yeah, I know.
Elsa: [reading Jacob's palm] See. According to this, you're already dead. [laughs]
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Stopping briefly in a small Texas town, an itinerant race car driver finds that his stock car, on a trailer behind his motor home, has just been quickly and expertly stripped. He chases down the miscreants, who turn out to be six orphan children. He has no recourse to the law, for the corrupt local sheriff takes most of the proceeds of their thievery in exchange for not putting them in an orphanage. They are charming rogues who are in turn charmed by him. Disliking their arrangement with the sheriff, they stow away with him, and he finds himself becoming a reluctant stepfather. Thanks to their enthusiasm and incredible mechanical know-how, he begins to make a name for himself on the racing circuit. But the sheriff doesn't take kindly to losing his extra income...
Keywords: auto-mechanic, automobile-racing, bar, birmingham-alabama, boyfriend-girlfriend-relationship, brother-brother-relationship, brother-sister-relationship, car, car-driver, children
Kenny Rogers is Brewster Baker. His racing career was going in reverse, until six car-crazy kids joined his pit crew and put him back on the track.
Brewster Baker: You watch your mouth, Shiftey!::Swifty: It's Swifty! SWIFTY, you toad sucker!
Sheriff: Get your asses out here on the double!
Sheriff: [Repeated line] Shut up, Otis!
Swifty: [as Brewster drives off] You no good, rotten, washed up, fork tongue, black hearted, double dealing, backstabbing, alci bum! We could've been great together.
Swifty: Kick his ass, Brewster! Don't take that shit from this fungus faced toad sucker!::Terk: [to Brewster] I'd tell that little punk that he shouldn't be talking to me like that if I were you.::Brewster Baker: He's right, Swifty. Be polite, Mr. Logan here's a very sensitive man. [takes a few steps away and looks at Terk] On second thought, I got a good mind to turn this little kid loose and let him just whip your ass, Terk!
Swifty: That's it, Brewster! Drive it 'till you hear glass and smell shit!::Brewster Baker: What'd you say, mister?::Swifty: I said 'where we going, sir?'.
Sheriff: Not this time, boy. I'm in charge of my charges.::Brewster Baker: I want those kids, Sheriff.::Sheriff: I just bet you do.::T.V. Commentator: [running to pit road, with microphone in hand and camera crew in tow] On my way to Baker's car. Be there in a minute.::Sheriff: Well, I got an arrest warrant from the state of Texas, and extradition papers from the state of Georgia.::T.V. Commentator: Pardon me, officer. Brewster, what made you take that wrong turn?::Brewster Baker: Chris, I don't think I took a wrong turn. I'll tell ya, this sheriff here is from the same hometown as my six pack, and he's driven all the way from Texas to arrest these six hardened criminals.::T.V. Commentator: How 'bout a comment, Sheriff?::Sheriff: I'm a Texas law officer. I don't have to talk in front of no damn camera.::Brewster Baker: [to Chris] Ask one of the kids. They'll tell you what's going on.::T.V. Commentator: That sounds like a great story. How 'bout some comments, Sheriff?::Sheriff: [talking softly to Brewster] Look, can't we talk about this in private somewhere?::Brewster Baker: Well, there's no need to do that Sheriff. We are on network TV, but there's a good chance that the Governor of Texas, and the good people who elected you to office, are watching. Now's your chance to explain to them why you came here to arrest these six little kids.::Sheriff: Well, we didn't come here to arrest them, exactly.::Otis: Can I say 'howdy' to the folks back home?::Sheriff: Shut up Otis!::Brewster Baker: What did you come for?::Sheriff: We came to... check on 'em. Yeah.::Brewster Baker: To check on 'em?::Sheriff: Yeah. [to Chris] See, these children are orphans, and we have to make sure they have proper supervision. Well, I can see they're getting that. [looking into camera, tipping his cowboy hat] So I am very proud to report to the good people of the great State of Texas that these children are in the capable hands of... [mumbling] Mr. Brewster Baker.::Little Harry: [with Brewster holding him in his arms, flips down the Sheriff's hat] No shit Dick Tracy.
Beast of the seven seas!
In every roaring port they knew the "Wolf" and his savage crew...and what befell his human prey!
Louis ce n'est pas en claquant des doigts,
Que tu feras de moi ton bras droit.
Louis ce n'est pas en tapant sur moi,
Que tu feras de toi un homme.
Louis le combat te m'ennerra nul part,
? tudie plut? t les sciences politiques
Louis imagine tous les habits chiques,
T'aurais l'air du ministres des transports
Sert-toi de ta t? te,
Tourne ta langue sept fois,
Pense? c'que tu dis, r? fl? chi.
Louis le lutteur qui n'a peur de rien,
Celui qui serait pr? t? saigner demain.
Louis pris le courage en ses deux mains
S.V.P un billet pour le prochain train.
Louis s'en alla au? tats-Unis,
Devient gouverneur d'la Pennsylvanie.
Maintenant que Louis sait comment on pense,
Put that thing away, its not time to come out and play
If you thirteen you better run and hide
Louis is on the lose and he's looking for raw Hyde
The monster's lurking at the KFC
To cross the bridge you must pay the fee
Double the rubber or double the itch
He only fucks the slinkiest bitch
Louie, Louie, Louie, louie-Lue-I
Why'd you make that thirteen year old cry?
You're only happy when your dick is out
Then you pretend that love is what you're all about
Louie, Louie, Louie, louie-Lue-I
Why'd you make my mommy cry?
You're only happy when your dick is out
Then you pretend that love is what you're all about
I hear her talk about how he's so cute
It makes me sick, it makes me puke
He slimes his dick into every situation
Ey, was is los, ich bin unbesiegbar, denn
ich steppe ans mic mit styles wie superman.
Nigga, beeil dich, wenn du angst hast: ich heil dich
Davon mit einem beil und deine freunde sagen „geil!“
Lies zwischen den zeiln, aber da steht nichts,
versuch mich zu peiln, aber das geht nich,
ich verdiene mein geld redlich werd ich tätig wird dein frau ledig
und jeder wacke mc wird von double J erledigt.
Yeah, yo, komm hier rüber Bo
Dann fang ich dich ein und sperr dich in den zoo,
denn die meisten leute hamm noch nichts wie dich gesehn:
ein mc ohne gehirn, wie schön!
Louis has money
Just at a time in his life when he thought he
was hopeless
You see him a lot these days
On the cover of this, on the back of that
Looking a hundred different ways.
Louis, you have money
Louis has moved on
All of his friends want to get somewhere
He used to hang out but he can't go back there just now
And all his affairs are economic.
He says, ";That's not the way that I want it.
Holy Moses! I got my share.";How is he doing?
Ma says he wears too much makeup
With all the wrong people he tends to take up.
He tries to tell her, ";Thing change, Ma.";
She ain't buyin' it Lou.
She doesn't see the need for you to be such a
modern man.
He's got nobody to thank.
If he's cryin' at all he's cryin' all the way
to the bank.
Al cuarto para la seis
Se alisto para salir
Le esperaba abajo su taxi
Trafico y la ciudad
Lleva sus aos aqui
Cantandose redondear
Una manera mas facil
Lo que quiere es cantar
Medio poeta el seor
Ha escrito alguna cancin
Y desde un reproductor
Los beatles son su pasin
Y suea con escenarios
Mientras le cambia la luz
Del rojo al verde no hay
Mucho tiempo para soar
Louis
Su nombre artistico es Louis
Grita la gente al verlo
Sobre su espalda una
Esposa, y un hijo que alimentar
Pero a su Louis no le impide
Lo que pueda soar
El pelo largo hasta el hombro
Eso no se usa ya
Pero a Louis no le importa
Lo que quiere es cantar
Coro
Louis
Su nombre artistico es Louis
Grita la gente al verlo
Louis
Todo romantico es Louis
Luchando con el trafico
Y suea con escenarios
Un dia Louis despert
Con una preocupacin
Y al mirarse al espejo
No es el mismo ya no
El tiempo pasa volando
Tambin para el pobre Louis
Que aun no pierde las ganas
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